47 is a Prime Number

47 is a Prime Number and I don't like that because I only have some many left. All in all it's a pretty lousy age to be, being in some kind of nowhere land between early 40's and 50. Still Bob and Marty came down for the day and we had a great time at the beach rounding off our time with a great family lunch at Bangkok West. For some reason this seemed to me to be one of the best lunches we have had as big family- the conversation flowed, the kids behaved (more or less) and the food was cosmic.

On Monday Dena took the kids to Tahoe to hook up with her Aunt Dena and Cousin Jenny for 4 days. 3 glorious child free evenings when I could at last turn on my creative side again and do something. I turned on much treasured mult-media 'puter for the first time in months and settle down to work on the "The Train to Scacramento" my latest piece. There was a smell of burning and keyboard and mouse stopped working. I rebooted and all was dead!